A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

was born at 3:10

who picked the name for

a simple building with windows that

here would feel comfortable drinking a cup of hot cocoa in a warm house

in a room all year round, no matter how beautiful the

the window, looking outside. His thin stature made the

had almost

alive. He had lived two months longer than the

him with a glass of

for you to take the medicine,” Peter

seemed like he had

stood there staring at the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is

twitched when he heard

smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs. Evans

also her favorite food,”

of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about

heard this, he began to fumble in his pocket for his

he stopped and

but he never did. It seemed it was better

not call her,” he said to

didn’t have to give Cecilia too

this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward

“Please take your medicine.

some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste when you

from him and swallowed them without

and a nurse came in to help put on the

was done, Mark looked sideways at the

on his phone got weaker and weaker until he

Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream

birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and

doctor had almost given

still alive. He had lived two months longer

standing behind him with a glass of water and medicine in his

medicine,”

seemed like he had not

there staring at the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must

nose twitched when

during this time of the year, the Evans

also her favorite

suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby?

to fumble in

then, he stopped and shook his

about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was better if

not call her,” he said to

didn’t have to give

very sad to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and

“Please take your medicine.

can go to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin

medicines from him and swallowed them without

the bed, and a nurse came in to help put

Mark looked sideways at the

his phone got weaker and

to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a

Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed

was much like

would look at him secretly for a while and call him

in his

in his arms and gently stroked his face, saying, “Mark, I don’t

this point,

hospital room were white, just

closed his eyes

he needed to have more

he felt cold all over

probably gone to buy

foreign nurse was in the

home. He missed

cooked, and the apartment on Gamous Road, which was

couldn’t

up as long as he

if he

stay

it difficult to

on the bed and started to make paper planes. He knew how much Edwin

The plane would be so fast that it would get to Czanch in a

he wanted to go there because

fingers trembled as

came back to the hospital

snowstorm on his way, so he was

in time. The pumpkin pies are still warm,”

the paper planes Mark had been

paper planes and smiled

some of your

Mark only actually

was not more than a

putting it in his mouth, he put down the spoon because he felt

narrowed his eyes and looked

really want to go back home and have a family

Angela’s Library

Peter cheerfully assured him. But he could

it, Mark’s phone rang.

was around

somehow a little upset when he looked at the caller ID. For a long

Edwin misses you,” Peter urged

broke into

boy,”

answer the phone. It was an international call, so the signal

sounded

Mark heard him when he said, “Cecilia gave birth to a girl. Her name is Olivia. Olivia

to a

which Mark held the phone trembled so violently

Waylen said, “Mark,

Mark closed his eyes.

see you next week. I’ll ask her to take

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

brief silence, Waylen said, “Mark, no matter what,

that except for the emotional entanglement with Cecilia, Mark

had sacrificed too much in the first half of his life. He

Mark sniffed and

the call, he never even dared

in the room all along, was eager to hear what had been discussed since all he’d heard were the one or two

“What happened?” he asked.

a while, he looked up at Peter and said, “Cecilia has given birth

happy to hear this and

great,” he said with

a good sign on the first day of the new year. And Olivia is

began to stroke one

home to see

Angela’s Library

a glance

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